i have literally been thru the worst week in my life. Bloody cold and an amazingly stupide screw-up are to blame.
(i use the french word 'stupide' coz it was just tht much more major)
i remember having a similar screw-up last year around the 1st of May. I didnt think i'd ever recover from that but i have a feeling some major damage will be done this time.
i've thought to myself if ppl consider suicide at times like these. So I imagined killing myself and realising that it would all be over but the damage would still have serious repercussions and besides the thought of actually killing myself over something like this seemed so redundant tht i dismissed it ASAP and vowed never to even contemplate it until atleast 1 huge thing happens in my life(like maybe I create a masterpiece or get an autograph from Beyonce)

a coupla minutes back my outlook underwent a 180" twist.
Things just went better in an instant all because of an abrupt phonecall.
amazing the way the universe works.

on a sad note i havent really mentioned to anyone that i was genuinely sad when I heard about Bernie Macs death.

R.I.P Mr. Mac! u gave me many a nights of soulful ghetto comedy.